a foosball table but my buddy ends who help me play cards looks lonely but i don't go over what's stopping me. no idea i'm nervous and i don't feel like dancing with her either. i feel like such a jerk when someone else pulls the ends to the dance floor i realize i could have done that to. the ends would have liked it and it would have cost me anything me and my social awkwardness. everyone agrees. the disco was the highlight of their week. that was that to. me.